The weeding out process continues tonight on the 2nd Hollywood show. The problem is that the judges should have weeded out the weirdos BEFORE sending them to Hollywood. In fact, producers should weed out the weirdos before the judges even SEE them.
Group night tonight which means, so far, 20 minutes in, all we've seen are pampered princesses, sissy boys crying and divas like Tatiana and Katrina who can't get along with anyone. Way too much drama, mama. Can we get some PERFORMANCES on this train wreck of a show?
Now it's a half hour in and we still haven't seen a performance. All we've seen is a group of talentless, self-involved brats and that skanky Bikini Girl who refused to take part in her group, chose to sleep, and then had the gall to expect the others to teach her the routine. I'd read her riot act if I was part of that group.
FINALLY: The group, White Chocolate, did a great rap/sung Jackson 5 I Want You Back that managed to be respectful of original and contemporary. Action Squad, however, made me say Do Stop to Fleetwood Mac's Don't Stop. So bad it cost us Emily, our pretty pink punkstress. And gotta love (or NOT) the loser guy who said Paula Abdul had evil in her eyes!
I can't believe they didn't even show David Osmond and yet cut him. Based on what we'd seen before, he seemed to be the only true talent among the bunch, with true musical training and harmonic skills. I smell anti-Osmond sentiment. Yet we see the passage of the sickening Tatiana, who got more airtime tonight than Clay Aiken got in all of season two and the unpleasant Nancy Wilson, the hairdresser from Miami, who worked hard to work with a rotten group but who, unfortunately, simply had a crummy voice and looked totally common.